Emperor Stavros spewed a mouthful of blood as the last physical clone exploded. He was utterly shocked. Each of his thousand physical clones possessed the strength of the Soma Daeclon Rank. They had all been destroyed by a single strike from this mysterious woman. He was curious about this terrifying strength.

“Something’s wrong.” Emperor Stavros pointed at Lesia. “You look familiar. I think I know you.”

“Is that so?” Lesia sneered with her arm akimbo. “I’ll give you a chance to tell your nonsense.”

“Y-You’re Frona Dhimer!” Emperor Stavros exclaimed in horror. “You’re one of the Nine Caeloros Gods of Nothingness, the God of Prophecy.”

Lesia’s face remained charmingly coy as she smiled without replying.

“Impossible!” Emperor Stavros immediately dismissed his guess. “James is just an insignificant living being. How could he possibly summon the God of Prophecy? This must be an illusion.”

As he spoke, his body erupted with dazzling light. His wounds were instantly healed, and his pow